"Let's Ride" as written by and Brady Thornton Jr. Ellis....

Verse 1: Canibus

Yo yo

If you just listen to my lyrics every day for a couple of weeks

My techniques will eventually kill you just like red meat

The buga fajita beliefs I speak be so deep

Most critics get mad because there's nothin to critique

Whenever I'm rappin or rhymin

With irrefutably remarkable timin

I'm like Charlie Chaplin pantamimin

If you John Blaze or you James Flames

Or you Jack Cremation I'm Jermaine Propaine

No pain, no gain in this rap game

For the fortune and fame in order to remain

Most real MC's learn to adapt to the change

Or get washed away like tears in the rain

Just ride, just ride, just ride e'rybody just ride

Just ride, just ride, just ride e'rybody just ride

When you in the streets and you drivin in your v

If you can see what I see, you're prepared for the jackers

Old school old school

Everybody gots to pack a mack

Verse 2: Canibus


If you want to know how I kick a flow

When I rip a show with my lyrical I'm a let you know

It's difficult cause I'm a part spiritual part para-physical miracle

And I'ma blackout in a minute two

Spittin like Bone thugs like nigga what

I'm finna to get a gun and stick em up

Then crush a thugs bone with a chrome slug

The black cyrano, the birch of rack to rack

With the ghetto anglo-sax poetic syntax

In fact nigga don't even give me dap when I see you

Just don't give me no ice grill eye contact either

When you see me wylin like Beanie on the speakers

"Sim simma" who got the fire for my reefer?

You came home from a bid a nigga was in your crib

And the whole time you thought your girl was celebate

Old school old school

You locked up and she need some dick

Just ride, just ride, just ride e'rybody just ride

Just ride in the hood, just ride, all my just ride

Verse 3: Canibus

Yo physically I move at a velocity

That'll break your stopwatch if you clockin me

My concrete jungle is like Jumaji

Illa than what you seen in the cinema

A 5'8" nigga with more horsepower than eight cylinders

My brain consists of twin pentium chips

Double the clock speeds of a 586

And nothin about my physical matrix is basic

I kick flavor beyond what your tongue is capable of tastin

You be so surprised you won't believe your own eyes

It's like a jamaican seein the snow for the first time

Rhymes of a sort it distort space and time

It's like explainin color to a man that was born blind

?Fog on the street corn frontin like I'm heated?

?From my cup of tea but don't give them the rest?

Mothafuckin ?fags?

And if you still out here I kick your ass tomorrow

old school old school

And if you still out here I kick your ass tomorrow

old school old school

Frontin like you buyin food but you buyin crack vials

Just ride, just ride e'rybody in the east just ride

Just ride, just ride e'rybody in the west just ride

East to the West to the North to the South Down South just ride

Lyrics submitted by grindfatherclock

"Let's Ride" as written by Brady Thornton Jr. Ellis

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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